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Aquilus
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Night Bell
08. Night Bell
Behind the trellis passes the moon of quietude A dearth of glee, hope ever lapsing Cold and haunted by the caustic past The day's fervour and that drawing tide
A pall of late obsession Despondence laden, the waters allayed
Imperilling winds on the knoll Sorrow's vine besets, hewn mirth ebbs Ephemeral pleasure, undying dourness
The night bell drones a fickle chime
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